Sometimes I feel guilty for crying over arwah Danial for only once a year. But this is how I stay sane. Every 10 September, I allow myself to be this weak and miserable aunt who has lost her nephew to cancer. Every 10 September, I am wrecked with guilt – they told me he was gonna be okay and I thought okay, I'll see you for Raya, Danial.
It gets harder every year. But maybe few years down the line, it'll get easier to deal with this anniversary. I miss him.
1 comment:
:-(
I'm sorry~
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